I love the fact that Hubby doesn't want to go out and party on New Year's Eve. Not only is his birthday on New Year's Day, but until he retired, most years he had to WORK on January 1st, so partying the night before was not an option.
Last night I crocheted, we watched football, Hubby went to bed earlier than I did, and we were both sound asleep long before the New Year rang in. It seems to manage to find its way every year without us there to blow horns and welcome it.
I did go meet Warrior Princess for appetizers so we could FINALLY exchange Christmas gifts. I got her a gift basket with wine and goodies from my new favorite online shopping website. She gave me a gift basket with wine and goodies... that she put together herself. Painted the basket, made the dip, decorated everything beautifully. Sigh. She's so creative, and I am so ... lame. Still, we had to giggle that we know each other so well.
Today Hubby played golf, since the weather was predicted to be in the mid-60's and sunny. Conditions are supposed to deteriorate rapidly in the next few days, however, dipping down into the teens. I was NOT put in the South to withstand temperatures in the teens. That's probably not the last time you will hear me say that before spring. Since Hubby was playing golf (and really, wasn't he entitled to play on his birthday, of all days?), I took a bike ride. It didn't feel as warm as they said it was supposed to be, and it was very windy. The wind is also not my friend when I'm on my bike. I rode 26 miles and made it home in time to bake a sugar-free birthday cake for Hubby. (It was a mix with canned frosting, but still.)
Only one more day of vacation, and there will be lots of college football on television tomorrow. Usually I am very grumpy at this point, lamenting the impending return to school after Christmas break. This year, however, I'm saying, "Bring it on." The only way to get this year over with is to get back to it.
Happy New Year!